Today I was awoken in the early hours of the morning when Dad turned the radio on. After a bit of persuasion I got up and made some breakfast for my sister and myself. Then we hitched up the caravan. We were driving the 46 km back to Exmouth by 9:00 AM. When we arrived we checked into a caravan park and set up the caravan. Then we ate some fruit while Mum did the laundry. When she came back she, Dad and my sister went shopping.
While they were gone I did some schoolwork. When I finished it I read my book. Mum has recently acquired Harry Potter and the Order Of The Phoenix and it is a very god book. I read until 3:00 PM and then decided that it was time for a spot of lunch. So I went inside and got some lunch ready. After lunch I kept reading. Then the rest got back. Dad had finally bought a cast net licence for our cast net. He decided that he had better practice on dry land first. The first cast was rubbish and the net didn't even unfurl. Then a guy from a nearby caravan told Dad how to hold the net properly and after a few more casts Dad finally got the hang of holding the net. Casting the net is harder than it looks and it takes practice. Eventually Dad got the net to unfurl and learned to hold it right.
After that we went back to that caravan and got the fishing stuff ready. Then we set off for the jetty. When we arrived we saw that there were all these fish down in the water. We went and fetched our rods, baited up and waited. Dad hooked the first fish of the day. It was a small 5 cm Puffer Fish. Then my sister started catching loads of Puffer Fish. I was waiting for the pesky fish din there to gulp my bait down. Then it happened. The fish took of bending my rod double and taking line of my drag as if it was set really light. I had in fact tightened the drag yesterday after Dad told me that all the fish over here were stronger and would one day take me around a snag.
The fish was still peeling line off the reel. I tightened my drag even more and after a two minute fight got the fish out from under the jetty. The fish tried to take of again and as I started winding again the hook ripped out of the fish's mouth. I was pretty mad with this fish. But I rebated and dropped my line down again. This time all the puffer fish were around my line. One puffer fish was hanging onto the bait and wouldn't let go until I had lifted it about 30 cm out of the water.
I let my bait down again and felt the nibbles. Then I felt a good hard tug and struck. The fish took off again and tried to take me under the jetty. I wound and wound. Then the fish came out from under the jetty and just as it was about to be lifted out of the water it spat the hook on me like the previous fish. I was disappointed that I had not landed the fish so I hoped to catch another one soon.
I was therefor really happy when I felt a third good hit and struck. This fish took me for a run up and down the jetty. It fought hard but in the end I got it up out of the water. I thought that it was a Happy Moment. A Happy Moment is a sarcastically named fish that (If it spikes you) can cause series injury. I saw the sign to look out for them on the One Mile Jetty in Carnarvon. Anyway I wasn't to keen to touch it as you can understand. Mum caught one as well and it had changed colour. Mine began to change colour as well. I went and got the pliers and released the fish. Meanwhile Dad went to get the pliers
After that Mum caught a legal size Bream and Dad went to bleed it. After that I caught what I think was a Luderick but I don't even know if Luderick exist up here. I just checked the fish book and found that Luderick don't exist up here. So I'm back to square one still not knowing what that fish is. It was good sized but as Dad didn't know what it was we didn't keep it. After that I didn't catch anything anymore. On the way back we stopped at a fish cleaning table. The mozzies were swarming around Mum and Dad. Good thing that my sister and I were safely in the car. When Mum and Dad returned my sister's hat was bloodstained from whacking the 8,000 mozzies that were around the fish cleaning table.
Then we drove back to the caravan. When we arrived I went inside and started writing the blog. I also did some fish identification to find out whether the fish were Happy moments or not. Then we had dinner. Dinner was toasted Tuna sandwiches and sliced tomatoes. It sounds disgusting, I know, but it tastes surprisingly good. Then I did some more fish identifying and wrote half my blog. After that we had dessert. Dessert was a chocolate Eclair from Brumby's for me, a Vanilla Slice for Dad, a Hedgehog Slice for my sister and a Blueberry Danish for Mum. After dessert I finished writing my blog. Then Dad and I went and had a proper shower. When we got back I went to bed.
Oggi siamo andati de pesca.
Io presi un momento felice.
E stato divertente.
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